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Wait.

I know my name I've seen my face I've lived the same I've fucked with fate Some bastard's song Some blind man's faith I know how you want it You want it the way, Wanted the wait, Wanted the way, Wanted the weight There you go again Changing if to when Said you'd fallen through, Once again, once again Quit it you know, What you've got Lot of weight Lot of wait.
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matthewkirn
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Jul 23, 2013
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